“It is against my husband’s orders, and I am not sure that my sister will be particularly glad to see me. I’m not a bit afraid of anything—scandal, difficulty, struggle. In the evening, a band of village musicians, accompanied by most of the young inhabitants of Willesden, strolled out to Dollis Hill, where they formed a rustic concert under the great elm before the door. ‘Let us go elsewhere and discuss the matter. I ought to have seen—” “It doesn’t matter a rap—if you’re not disposed to resent the—the way I behaved. Ever since the young police officer had arrived on her doorstep the clock had started ticking faster. CHAPTER XXIV Spurlock's novel was a tale of regeneration. "Take a drop of brandy before we start, watchman," said Wood, pouring out a glass of spirit, and presenting it to Terence, who smacked his lips as he disposed of it.
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